"That Du Bai cultivated the Fire Snake Art to the ninth level of restriction?"
Fairy Mingqin was very surprised by the news when she heard her disciple's report. "How old is he! He's only twenty years old and he's already cultivated a minor divine ability to the peak of Out-of-Body Realm? "
According to normal cultivation, no matter how good one's talent was, they would only be able to reach Out-of-Body Realm when they were ten years old. After reaching Out-of-Body Realm, he cultivated to the highest level Out-of-Body Realm in just a few years. Wasn't this too inconceivable?
"No wonder Ancestral Master Li said that his' talent is not bad '."
Even Li Yu, who was able to draw Qi into his body and condense Demonic Qi at the age of four, said that his' talent is not bad ', then it was not just a normal' talent '.
"Looks like my Yingzhou Sect has another good seedling!"
Thinking about how Shi Xuan, who was also 'not bad', had already entered the Penglai Sect, Mingqin was a bit depressed. "Both of them were clearly met by Martial Uncle Daoquanzi first. They should have both entered my Yingzhou Sect!"
What was done could not be undone. There was nothing she could do.
"His talent is extraordinary, but I don't know what his temperament is like. As long as his temperament is firm, with his talent, it is not impossible for him to become a high-grade Jin Dan. "
Fairy Mingqin nodded. "The path of cultivation is the path of cultivation. How far he can go on this path can only depend on himself."
Lowering her eyes, Fairy Mingqin began to calm her mind and condense her Qi to cultivate her spells and condense restriction runes.
The path of cultivation in this world was really not free at all. It was like going to work. Every day, one had to complete the condensation of restriction runes on time.
Fairy Mingqin no longer paid attention to Du Bai's matter. Du Bai also did not care about the 'Fire Snake Art' being in the limelight.
Slowly, a rumor began to circulate among the cultivators of the Bamboo Garden.
"Du Bai was given a talisman seed by an elder in his family because of his good background. Only after he condensed it and fused it did he have such great power. Actually, his own cultivation is very weak. "
"Yes! Yes! Not only is his cultivation weak, his temperament is also very bad. Arrogant, conceited, condescending, arrogant, and rude. Such a disposition is utterly unsuitable for cultivation. "
"He comes from a good family and has a good life. What can you do?"
"Don't worry, as long as the Yingzhou Sect doesn't do anything shady in this Spiritual Conference, Du Bai will definitely not be chosen."
These words became the consensus of almost all the Bamboo Garden cultivators.
In their eyes, other than Du Bai's family background, there was nothing good about him.
Days passed.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed and the Yingzhou Spiritual Conference had officially begun.
"Clang …"
A mighty bell sound reverberated through the clouds, and rays of light descended from the sky.
On the field in front of the Bamboo Garden, multicolored rays of light interweaved and flowed, forming a huge palace that was completely pure white, as if it was made of white jade.
"The White Jade Capital in the sky has twelve towers and five cities. Immortals caressed my head and tied my hair to immortality! "
The long song was faintly discernible, and auspicious colors were flying.
A snow-white crane flew down from the clouds and hovered above the white jade city.
On the back of the crane sat an old man with a tall crown and a long beard.
"I am Ming Youzi, and I am the Head of the Foreign Affairs Division of the Yingzhou Sect. This Spiritual Conference will be hosted by I. "
The old man on the crane smiled and nodded as he spoke to the crowd.
His voice was not loud, nor was it high-pitched. It was as if he was speaking softly. However, these words clearly reached the ears of every cultivator.
"Greetings, Perfected Ming You."
The cultivators who were participating in the conference hurriedly greeted Ming Youzi.
Actually, the title "Perfected Ming You" was not appropriate. In the cultivation world, only Immortal Soul cultivators were called Perfected Cultivators.
However, this was a form of greeting between cultivators, so no one took it seriously.
"No need for formalities!"
Ming Youzi smiled and waved his hand. "This Spiritual Conference will be held in the Pure Yang Dharma treasure of the Yingzhou Sect, the White Jade Capital."
He waved his hand and the gates of the White Jade Capital slowly opened.
"Follow I into the White Jade Capital."
Ming Youzi led a group of cultivators into the White Jade Capital.
Stepping through the gates, it was as if they had stepped into another world.
In front of them was a vast ocean. A huge mountain stood in the middle of the ocean. The majestic mountain reached into the clouds and one could not see the end of it.
Everyone was standing at the bottom of the mountain, on the beach by the sea.
"Everyone, you will pass if you set off from here and ascend to the top of the mountain. I will await your arrival in the main hall at the top of the mountain! "
The crane spread its wings and carried Ming Youzi into the clouds, disappearing instantly.
Only a group of cultivators who were participating in the conference remained at the beach at the bottom of the mountain.
"Everyone, as long as you can ascend to the top of the mountain, you will pass. Let's work together. Gathering everyone's strength is safer than taking the risk alone. If we work together, we will definitely be able to ascend to the top of the mountain! "
Young Master Ling Yun seemed to be a natural leader. At this moment, he began to organize the crowd and display the "strength of the group".
"Yes! Yes! If we work together, it will definitely be better than taking the risk alone. "
"Young Master Ling Yun is a gentleman and selfless. He will definitely lead us to the top of the mountain! "
In an instant, countless people responded to the call and gathered under the banner of "Young Master Ling Yun".
Of course, there were also many people who were not interested.
"Cultivation is one's own business. I've never heard of a group cultivation."
The Wildhammer King picked up his hammer and walked towards the mountain without looking back.
Apart from Young Master Ling Yun himself, the rest of the so-called "Ten Great Powerhouses" either traveled alone or in groups of two or three. None of them participated in Young Master Ling Yun's "group".
As for Du Bai …
He had already moved after Ming Youzi left. He did not hesitate at all and did not care about anyone else.
"Idealism" meant that there was only "self", "true self", and "true heart" in one's heart. Du Bai was a naturally cold guy. Why would he care about others?
"Cultivation is like climbing a mountain. The path is beneath your feet. Which one will you choose? "
When they reached the bottom of the mountain, a huge monument stood in front of them with a line of words written on it.
Behind the monument was the mountain. However, there were actually countless paths on this mountain.
There were paths made of exquisite bluestone stairs, rugged mountain paths, and even mountain paths that were covered in thorns and overgrown with weeds.
Paths, paths, mountain paths, stone paths, and waterways. At a glance, the foot of the mountain was densely covered with countless paths.
However, these paths could not see the end or where they led. At most, they could only see a few hundred feet before they were blocked by fog.
"Which path should I choose? How interesting! Since the path is beneath my feet, what else should I choose? Idealism, wholeheartedness. I'll just walk my own path! "
Without hesitation, without pause, and without even looking at the path, Du Bai stepped on it casually. He did not care about anything and walked straight forward.
"Hey! This is a test of our understanding of our own Great Dao. You're so careless … "
The Wildhammer King, who was following closely behind Du Bai, was stunned when he saw Du Bai walk over so recklessly. Then, he felt helpless. "Alright! He has a strong background. He can walk any way he wants. "
After carefully observing for a while, the Wildhammer King raised his huge hammer. "The path of cultivation is to break through all difficulties and obstacles. There is no fear!"
Then, he resolutely stepped onto the most rugged and difficult path!
"Idiot! Cultivation is to walk the right path! How can you reach the peak of the Great Dao through crooked and unorthodox methods? "
Ling Yun sneered and led his subordinates onto the flattest and straightest path.
The others also made different choices and stepped onto the path that they thought was the most correct.
The path … was beneath their feet!
Any choice was correct as long as it was in line with their own hearts.
However … was the path that they chose really in line with their own hearts? Or were they guessing the thoughts of the Yingzhou Sect and purposely choosing it to cater to them?
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